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| − | Until he started to feel sick and ran for the nearest gas station bathroom. Common courtesy dictates you make a purchase at an establishment if you're going to use their restroom, so he picked up a lottery ticket while he was there. | + | Until he started to feel sick and ran for the nearest gas station bathroom. Common courtesy dictates you make a purchase at an establishment if you're going to use their restroom, so he picked up a '''lottery ticket''' while he was there. |
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| Player: @ChampionsRPer | ||||||||||
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| Real Name: | Greg Wienerman | |||||||||
| Known Aliases: | Wiener-Man | |||||||||
| Gender: | Male | |||||||||
| Species: | Metahuman | |||||||||
| Ethnicity: | Caucasian | |||||||||
| Place of Birth: | Chicago, Illinois | |||||||||
| Base of Operations: | Millennium City | |||||||||
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| Age: | 25 | |||||||||
| Height: | 6' 2" | |||||||||
| Weight: | 200 lbs | |||||||||
| Eyes: | Green | |||||||||
| Hair: | Blonde | |||||||||
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| Physical Build: | Athletic | |||||||||
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| Identity: | Secret(ish) | |||||||||
| Years Active: | 1 | |||||||||
| Citizenship: | US citizen | |||||||||
| Occupation: | Hero | |||||||||
| Education: | Junior College | |||||||||
| Marital Status: | Single | |||||||||
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| Hyperbolic Luck, Hyper-Metabolism | ||||||||||
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Contents
...Who?
The Hot Dog Hero?
The Condiment King?
The World's Weeniest!?
No seriously, who?
Greg Wienerman!
*snickers from the audience*
No really! That's his name!
That's a real superhero?
Yup! Sure is!
Greg, are you writing this?
...maybe.
Just get on with it...
Fiiine...!
Greg Wienerman
Greg was a nobody.
He wasn't exceptionally smart, or strong, or talented in anything. In fact, he didn't even know he was a metahuman until recently.
See, Greg is both blessed and cursed with Hyperbolic Luck.
What the heck is Hyperbolic Luck?
Most of the time Greg is pretty lucky! Not amazingly so, but most things seem to work themselves out well enough without much effort. But every once in a while his luck runs out, and he tends suffer from a ridiculous comedy of errors. Its been that way his whole life, so Greg has developed a pretty chill and laid back attitude.
"That's just life!"
Okay, but why Hot Dogs?
We're getting to that! Hold your buns!
First, we have to talk about "The Best Worst Day" of Greg's Life.
The Best Worst Day?
April 1st, 2020
Greg was having a particularly unlucky day. His alarm didn't go off that morning, he was late to work, forgot his lunch, AND NOW a supervillain attack!? What ELSE could go wrong!?
See Greg was between jobs at the time, so his girlfriend got him a gig as a hot dog vendor through her dad. No one was happy about it.
So Greg ducked behind his cart to avoid a stray laser blast from the supervillain fight. He ended up being blamed for the damage to the cart, and got fired for it. His girlfriend had finally had enough and broke up with him.
"Pretty crappy day so far, right?"
So what's the good news?
Since he missed lunch, he grabbed one of those lightly irradiated hot dogs from the wreckage of his cart.
"10 second rule."
It tasted fine at first. Slightly charred, strange aftertaste, and not nearly enough mustard, but otherwise fine.
Until he started to feel sick and ran for the nearest gas station bathroom. Common courtesy dictates you make a purchase at an establishment if you're going to use their restroom, so he picked up a lottery ticket while he was there.
You're joking...
See where this is going, huh?
Yup, Greg won a 67 million dollar jackpot.
